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Celebrate Your Wins: You’re Doing More Than Just Surviving
Life has a funny way of piling it all on at once, doesn’t it? Between juggling responsibilities, healing from old wounds, showing up for the people we love, and just trying to keep our heads above water, it’s easy to lose sight of something really important: how far we’ve come. Recently, a friend suggested I write this post. They reminded me that I’ve been through a lot this past year – not just the hard stuff, but the growth, the accomplishments, the moments of quiet strength. Sometimes, we need someone on the outside to point out what we’re too busy or too humble to notice ourselves. So here I am,…
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Embracing Somatic Exercises: A Path to Healing Anxiety and Trauma for Mothers
As a mom to three little ones under five, I know firsthand how overwhelming life can get. Some days, it feels like I’m running a marathon from the moment I wake up – diapers, snacks, tantrums, laundry piles – and somewhere in the mix, I’m supposed to take care of myself too. Sound familiar?Over the past few years, I’ve discovered something that’s really helped me begin to manage the anxiety and lingering emotional weight I didn’t even realize I was carrying: somatic exercises. They’re gentle, grounding, and (best of all) easy to sneak into the cracks of a busy day. If you’re a mom (or dad, or just bysy period)…
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The Invisible Load: What Mothers Carry and Why It Matters
Some mornings I wake up already overwhelmed. Not because anything bad has happened, but because the list in my head has already started running: lunches to pack, appointments to schedule, diapers to restock, feelings to manage (theirs and mine). And I haven’t even gotten out of bed yet. As a mom of three little ones – including twins – and as a student studying social work, I live with a double lens: I feel the weight of motherhood and I see it in the lives of the women I will be working with. But what’s harder to see – and even harder to name – is the invisible load we’re…
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Breaking Cycles: Healing My Trauma to Be the Parent I Needed
I never set out on a healing journey – it found me in the chaos. It crept in during the sleepless nights, in the sharp edges of my own voice when I was overwhelmed, in the quiet moments after the kids went to bed when I couldn’t ignore the ache in my chest anymore. That ache was old. It was layered. It was mine – but it didn’t have to belong to my children. I’ve carried childhood trauma like an invisible backpack for most of my life. I didn’t always know what to call it. I just knew I felt different, raw, hyper-aware, sometimes numb. I developed habits to cope…
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The Rollercoaster of Motherhood: Joys, Struggles, and Everything in Between
Motherhood is the most beautiful, exhausting, fulfilling, and challenging journey I’ve ever been on. It’s a ride filled with highs that take my breath away and lows that test every ounce of patience and strength I have. Some days, I feel like I have everything under control – meals prepped, kids happy, house (somewhat) tidy. Other days, I’m just trying to survive the chaos, running on caffeine and sheer willpower. The Highs: Love Beyond Measure Nothing prepared me for the depth of love I’d feel for my children. It’s overwhelming in the best way. The first time I held my baby, the world shifted. Suddenly, nothing else mattered as much…
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Regrowth: A New Chapter in Helping Others
For a long time, I felt stuck. Stuck in survival mode, stuck in grief, stuck in the endless cycle of wondering what my next step should be. But somewhere along the way, I realized that healing isn’t just about leaving the past behind – it’s about building something new in its place. Starting over hasn’t been easy. Balancing school, motherhood, and healing is a challenge, but for the first time in a long time, I feel like I’m growing again. I’m learning, I’m pushing myself, and I’m excited for what’s ahead. This isn’t just about a new career; it’s about purpose. It’s about turning my pain into something meaningful. That’s…
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Rewriting My Story: A Return to Myself After Motherhood
Hey there, beautiful soul! It’s been a while – and honestly, that’s okay. There was a time I would’ve started this post with an apology – sorry for disappearing, sorry for being inconsistent, sorry for the silence. But today, I’m coming back with something different: grace. For myself, for the journey I’ve been on, and for the woman I’ve become. The truth is, life happened. Big life. Big time. In 2020, I welcomed my sweet son into the world. Then in 2022, life doubled down on the magic – I gave birth to twin girls. Three children in just over two years. It’s still wild to say that out loud.…